Familial Bond Novels & Stories

Being only feminine, she's brother Ron's most loved and cherished. His most adored younger sibling amongst us both. They both share an extremely powerful, closely indestructible and unbreakable bond. Am certain their shared relational bond closely equals the mate bond. It's unlike anything!. Extremely powerful and strengthens daily. Nothing!. Absolutely nothing shatters nor asunder their bond. Trust me I've tried. Numerous intervals have I attempted destroying that annoying bond. Their dumb bond which separates and maintains I alone within the dark. The bond which makes me the wierdo amongst all trio children.

Danger was an entirely different kettle of fish. A wolf in danger might telegraph instinctively that they were in danger. Those connected to the wolf wouldn’t know how they were in danger, but the fear and great need would telegraph. A bond of family didn’t limit itself to a Pack, nor did it weaken. Distance didn’t change you had blood with someone. It’s why Benedict’s mother never questioned that Benedict was hers and why the wolf Benedict thought was his father acted in such a way. He didn’t have the bond of family with Benedict.

Connected to something larger than myself. Every supernatural being on Earth felt it too. Werewolves and lycans and fae. Vampires and entities. Even humans with supernatural connections. Bonds of family. Friendship. Love. They all lit up like stars. Connected in a web that spread across the entire planet. And at the centre of that web were my parents. Their soul bond is expanding. Growing. Encompassing everyone. Mom's voice rang in my mind. In everyone's minds. "We are not letting you sacrifice yourselves. Not when we can do this together."

he continues, "And you feel weird when you see me because we have a bond, a familiar one. Although, ours is stronger because I've tried so hard to find you again, the bond just grew and grew. It called you to me, and me to you. I don't really know how this works, but Rita says bonds are almost this sentient thing. Instead of growing weaker with separation, our sibling bond has grown stronger. That's why I knew where to find you, that's why you returned to the Silvan pack at the same time I started to execute the plan without reassurance that you'd be there. I've always had trust in fate, but this situation with you just made me even more of a believer." "Oh my god," that's all I manage to le

⁠ "I'm not part of this family." "​Not yet. But you w​il‍l be." "You can‍'t force t‍hat." "No. But‍ the bond can‍." He‌ stepped c⁠loser. Close enough that I had to tilt my hea‍d back to look at him. "You're a‍lready starting to feel it. Th‌e pull. T‌he need. The w‍ay b‍eing near us feels di‍ffer‌ent than being alon​e. That's‍ the bond. And it's‍ only going to get stronger."

Fiona was tugging Liam's bottom lip, her forehead on his and lust in both of their eyes. "Yep, so before they defile a place as sacred as this," we all let out a small laugh, "I'd like to welcome you, Liam, to our family. We know now that whether the mate bond has in fact brought you two together or not, you are a vital part of this family. This is a room we've kept you out of. It holds dusty old books, treaties, a safe, and the best booze in the entire land." Rian looked directly at Liam with sincerity and continued, "And we've decide you are family. Family's are whatever we want them to be and Fiona has made you her family and therefore our family. Welcome brother."

"We are family. Bonded or severed. Connected or separate. That does not change." "Promise," Iris asked. "Promise," we said together. And through the bond we meant it completely. Whatever Iris chose we would face it together. Because that was what family meant. Network or not.

"We will find a way to keep our family together. But if you have to run... I will find you. I promise. You are my family, you and our child. If loving you means my death, then I’d rather die a thousand times than never know your love.” Sylvester kisses me, with all the sweetness of our first time, gently as if afraid I'd shatter. Everywhere we touch, my body sparks to life, light glowing beneath the surface of my skin as our connection through our bond strengthens and grows with every caress. He’s right. This bond is worth fighting for. The little spark between us hums in happiness as the three of us connect through our bond as a family and I watch my mate's eyes widen with amazement as he f

We grew up in a house built by seven fathers—brothers, gammas who left their pack and formed their own to convinced our mother to bond with them. They raised us with hardened hands and values that could not be bent: honor, effort, loyalty. We learned to hunt, to fish, to endure the cold in silence. But the most sacred lesson was this—protect each other. In a land where the ice can kill you in your sleep, family is the only certainty. "If one falls, we all fall." "And if one kills, we all carry it."

Through it all, the love between Emily and me continued to grow, deepening the bond that was forged through fate and perseverance. We learned that family is not solely defined by genetics, but by the love, support, and shared experiences that shape our lives. As we reflected on our shared journey, we were grateful for the fortunate turn of events that brought us together. Our story was a testament to the extraordinary possibilities that exist when love transcends biological connections, and two souls find solace, belonging, and an unbreakable bond in one another.